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MAYBE

And perhaps a miracle

can happen tonight.

Maybe one day he starts to notice

the little things that irk me or the

little things that make me happy.

Maybe one day he starts to see

the efforts that I do.

Maybe one day he starts to notice

the way I look at him. And

maybe he starts to look at me

the same way too.

Maybe, just maybe.

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Written on: October 3, 2019